He kept his head down, making it difficult to see his expression.

"I'll make you some pastries."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Guo Zhenfei stepped out of the door, closed the door as usual, but his fingers trembled badly, leaving Wen Xien's sight, he could no longer control the emotions in his heart that were on the verge of collapse, his body was tense and arched, and his head was pressed against the door.

As if afraid that the people inside would hear the sound, he stumbled to the stove, and then lowered his head deeply, his lips trembled, his hands clenched into fists, his shoulders trembled, and his nose made a faint sob.

For the first time since the dark-skinned man grew so big, he cried.

Just because of those words of Wen Xien.

Destiny is determined by heaven......

What a fate!

Is God really blind? Why did Wen Xien suffer so much, if he really could, how he wanted to bear those pains instead of Wen Xien instead of being unable to do anything like he was now.

It's that he's useless, it's that he's incompetent......

Just when the man fell into strong self-denial and self-loathing, his clenched fingers were pulled, and he was stunned, and his whole body tensed.

The faint cold fragrance on the tip of his nose quickly relaxed his tense muscles.

Then there's the overwhelm.

The snow-white fingers broke his clenched fingers one by one.

She raised her eyes and said nothing, but her dark and moist eyes, like the turquoise waters of a lake, were washed away and became exceptionally clear.

Being watched by these eyes, Guo Zhenfei stiffened, and then he raised his head.

His eyes were bloodshot and red.

The rough palm gently touched Wen Xien's blue and purple lips, tears slid down the corners of his eyes like flowing water, and his face was full of sour tears.

He cried silently, and a low wail came out of his throat, and he was so sad that he couldn't cry so much that he could only whimper lowly, but he couldn't stop crying.

Crying like a child.

Wen Xien showed a shallow smile, as if he was really laughing at Guo Zhenfei, who was so big and still crying.

But in the end, Wen Xien didn't say anything, but slowly approached, grabbed the clothes on the man's chest with both hands, stood on tiptoe, and kissed the handsome and upright face.

Guo Zhenfei was stunned, his mind was blank, his eyes were dull, and he was even more stupid.

Seeing this, Wen Xien kissed the other cheek again, and the soft lip flap touched it gently, like a petal caressing.

The expression on Guo Zhenfei's face froze, as if he had forgotten to cry, he only knew that he was stunned and stupid, and he only looked at one person in his eyes.

This time Wen Xien hugged the man's neck, and the man subconsciously bent over to make it more convenient for her.

This gentle kiss fell on the man's furrowed brow, and this time it stayed longer than the previous ones.

It wasn't until five seconds had passed that he slowly left.

Guo Zhenfei hugged Wen Xien's waist, his eyes were very red, his eyes were bloodshot, his voice was low, and he was inexplicably pitiful: "Why kiss me?" ”

Wen Xien tilted his head, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, it was a beautiful and shallow arc, and his voice was soft: "I said the wrong thing just now, and I wanted to come to you to apologize, but when I saw you, I wanted to kiss you." ”

Guo Zhenfei's hand tightened, and his eyes lowered into the gentleness of Wen Xien's eyes.

It was as warm as the moonlight, and it exuded a soft glow, but for some reason, it made him feel even more uncomfortable, but he didn't want to show it, he just hung his head down again.

Wen Xien held his face with both hands, she looked at Guo Zhenfei's eyes, this time, under Guo Zhenfei's gaze, lowered her eyes, fell on the sexy thin lips, stood on tiptoe, and gently kissed Guo Zhenfei's lips.

I don't know if the man's mood swings are too great, when the two lip flaps are close to each other, she feels the man's lip flaps are trembling.

One-touch to part.

The crispy numb feeling still lingered on his lips, and he was still stained with the aroma, and Guo Zhenfei's breathing became heavy.

Wen Xien's eyes were slightly bent, and his dark and moist eyes were covered with a fragile layer of warmth, "As an apology, you can come back in person." ”

On the ground, Guo Zhenfei's right palm slammed into the back of her head, and his left hand hugged her, and the person was closer, she felt Guo Zhenfei lean down and snort so warm that it sprayed on her face, and then two thin lips.

This momentary throbbing made each other forget everything around them.

As soon as he finished collecting firewood, Miao Hua still had a basket on his back, and he stood outside the door of the stove room, as if he had been pressed down, motionless like a stone.

Quietly, silently, he looked at the two people who were hugging and kissing in the stove room.

They seem so inseparable, like the closest people in the world.

The tall, muscular man was hunched over, with two arms hanging from his bruised neck, and the sleeves of his shirt were lifted downward, revealing his slender snow-white wrists.

She is so thin, she is so beautiful, she is so fragile and attractive in front of men, she did not struggle, and even willingly hugged the man's neck, she couldn't make any sound when she was kissed, she could only whimper, the corners of her eyes must have been bullied into red and gorgeous, and her long and thick eyelashes were also stained with tears, which could not make men pity at all, but aroused the darkest desire to destroy in the man's heart, and wanted her to cry more excessively and treat her more rudely.

It's better to make her cry all the time.

Gentle and beautiful people like fairies, so obedient and soft, they are held by this vulgar and savage country man and do whatever he wants.

……

It was almost dark, and the courtyard was quiet, and I could hear how the night was falling from the eaves and falling on the streamer-like orchid leaves.

Miao Hua, who was standing at the door of the stove room with an expressionless face, had no ups and downs in his eyes.

Guo Zhenfei picked up Wen Xien, who had fallen asleep, and he saw that the child at the door of the stove room did not blink his eyes, as if it were air, and walked directly past him to the house.

Miao Hua's eyes were glued to Wen Xien's body, and he didn't retract his gaze until he couldn't see anymore.

He put everything in the stove and went into the house as well.

The light in the room was very dim, Guo Zhenfei lit a candle, and the warm yellow light illuminated the whole room.

He hugged Wen Xien and slept on the bed together, Wen Xien's head was buried in the man's chest, and the atmosphere between the two had a little more than before.

If I had to describe it in two words, it would be intimacy.

As intimate as husband and wife.

It's like a Taoist couple.

The floating candle flame shone on Miao Hua's face, and on the cold and merciless eyebrows, there was a terrifying, creepy calm.

There is a typo dripping me

(End of chapter)